Actually, Eriri really wanted to admit that Hoshino Miru holding a guitar looked particularly handsome. His appearance was already good, and there was a strange charm about him.
Now seeing Hoshino Miru sitting in a chair, holding the guitar, looking at her while playing, Eriri shamefully felt her heart skip a beat.
She wasn't someone who only cared about looks and would lose rationality upon seeing a handsome guy, but she couldn't help it when the other party was Hoshino Miru. The boy wore a somewhat thin school uniform. The slightly raised collar couldn't hide his fair Adam's apple. Sunlight from outside the window happened to shine on him, illuminating his hands - distinct knuckles, slender and clean fingers plucking the strings. Faint veins floated on the backs of his hands, easily making one involuntarily imagine whether these hands would be this relaxed and carefree when toying with girls.
Eriri's ear tips turned completely red. She felt she'd really been corrupted by her group friends - just seeing hands made her think of finger things.
No wait, it was clearly Hoshino Miru's fault. Who told this guy to seduce girls? Learning guitar was definitely also to seduce girls!
"How was my playing?" Hoshino Miru stopped. Sunlight fell down, vaguely showing a clear shadow gently swaying behind him.
"Barely passable, I suppose it's at a level that can be listened to." Eriri crossed her arms in front of her chest, raising her head as her proud twin tails swished.
She wasn't deliberately putting down Hoshino Miru. If she let this guy think he played very well, he'd definitely get carried away and probably seduce many innocent girls.
"I think brother plays very well. He's progressed faster than at the start." Kasugano Sora's face was slightly red, too embarrassed to continue looking at Hoshino Miru's hands.
Perhaps because girls normally used their hands, they more easily associated with unhealthy images.
"As expected, Sora understands art appreciation better." Hoshino Miru nodded with satisfaction. "Eriri, you don't understand my guitar."
"Huh? What do you mean? How do I not understand?" Eriri felt somewhat baffled.
"Guitar can play the sound of the soul. You didn't hear my sound." Hoshino Miru sorrowfully stroked his guitar.
"Sound my ass - you just played one of Mana's songs!" Eriri completely ignored Hoshino Miru's pretense. "Setting that aside, why did you learn guitar?"
Because they'd previously been classmates at the same school, Eriri also knew Sumita Mana. The piece Hoshino Miru had just played happened to be Sumita Mana's recent popular new song.
"Recently discovered I have some talent in this area." Hoshino Miru said very modestly. "I think trying it out a bit shouldn't be too much."
Though his reason wasn't very proper, it could also be understood as a momentary impulse. Boys liking to fiddle with these things wasn't strange.
"Did you practice this the whole spring break?" Eriri inadvertently glanced at Kasugano Sora, hoping to see a certain someone's guilty conscience.
"Brother really did practice guitar every day." Kasugano Sora also inadvertently met Eriri's gaze, her small face slightly red. "At first, because brother wasn't skilled and hurt his fingers, I was beside him helping blow on them, holding them in my arms to massage."
Eriri felt her expression somewhat stiffening. What kind of position was holding in arms to massage?
"You know massage?" Eriri expressed doubt. What trick was this stinky sister playing?
"Yes. Every time brother feels very comfortable." Kasugano Sora was somewhat shy. As a gentle and considerate sister, the best massage method was naturally the sister herself.
Hoshino Miru subtly looked away. Ever since last time, every time he finished practicing guitar, Kasugano Sora would sit on him and grab his right hand to rub against her chest.
The massage effect wasn't necessarily the best, but it was definitely the most comfortable. Girls just had this magical healing ability.
Eriri didn't quite understand what coded language Kasugano Sora was speaking. Looking at Hoshino Miru one moment, then at Kasugano Sora the next, she always felt something was odd between them.
"Meaning I'm disturbing you two today?"
Kasugano Sora was particularly surprised - so she also had self-awareness!
"Ahem, it's not disturbing. Mainly brother needs a quiet environment to learn guitar." Kasugano Sora racked her brains to give a decent reason, hoping Eriri would be tactful and go back early.
"Oh, I'll just read manga on the side." Eriri naturally walked to the nearby bookshelf. Hoshino Miru's room also had novels and manga - this was influenced by Eriri.
Of course, Hoshino Miru didn't buy figures or body pillows, often getting criticized by Eriri who felt he wasn't true 2D.
Kasugano Sora froze for a moment, then got somewhat angry. How could someone be like this, insisting on occupying space?
"Manga and such - can't you also read it at home?"
"I'll read wherever I like!"
"There's no newest manga here!"
"Who said I want to read the newest? Today I specifically want to review classics!"
"Wait, why are you climbing onto brother's bed?!"
"I like to read manga lying on a bed. Every otaku does this!"
"No! The bed will have your scent!"
"I'm leaving it, I'm leaving it!"
Seeing Eriri naturally climb onto Hoshino Miru's bed with the manga book, Kasugano Sora immediately couldn't stand it. She also climbed up, trying to drive Eriri down.
Eriri of course wouldn't get down even if killed, clinging to the bed and rolling around. Kasugano Sora's face turned completely red with anger as the two mixed together.
Clearly, Eriri once again utilized her skilled experience, successfully bringing Kasugano Sora down to her level. The whole process was like two little girls arguing.
However, they were after all developing girls. When they fought and played around, they inevitably exposed fair, tender thigh skin. Their skirt hems were slightly messy. No trace of safety shorts could be seen - their tightly wrapped little bottoms were completely revealed, looking round and plump.
Hoshino Miru had originally wanted to avoid his gaze, but just after moving his line of sight away from Kasugano Sora, he immediately saw Eriri's little bottom. Both girls' figures were about the same, only Kasugano Sora was a bit smaller while Eriri was rounder and perkier - couldn't tell who was better.
"Brother!" Kasugano Sora called to Hoshino Miru, like a sister who'd been bullied wanting brother to help get revenge.
Hoshino Miru came to his senses. Facing his sister's gaze, he immediately put on a duty-bound appearance.
"This is my room. Whoever dares make trouble again, I'll spank her little bottom."
At this moment, both girls finally realized they might have accidentally flashed in front of Hoshino Miru.
"Pervert!" Eriri somewhat shamefully hurried to gather her skirt hem properly. This was too embarrassing. She didn't guard against Hoshino Miru, true, but that didn't mean girls had no face - this place couldn't be casually shown to people.
Especially couldn't be casually shown to Hoshino Miru. What if he became beastly?
Kasugano Sora was similarly very shy, not because she'd flashed but because Hoshino Miru talking about spanking made girls easily imagine strange images.
"What pervert? You two messed up my bed." Hoshino Miru's face didn't redden, his heart didn't skip. "If I messed up your bed, you'd also be angry, right?"
"You weren't just peeking at girls - you're also thinking about running to my room?" Eriri felt very angry. She didn't care about Hoshino Miru's accusation at all. Girls only heard what they wanted to hear. "You really are a pervert, and a perverted foot fetishist at that!"
"I'm a perverted foot fetishist?" Hoshino Miru only felt angry and cold. "How did I not know?"
"Every boy is a perverted foot fetishist!" How would Eriri know whether he was a foot fetishist or not? In any case, she'd pin this label on Hoshino Miru first.
Moreover, Hoshino Miru would occasionally peek at her feet - she just hadn't caught evidence.
"Fine, if you dare, let me prove it." Hoshino Miru was expressionless, just looking at the girl's jade feet like this.
Eriri blushed and instinctively curled up those slender, beautiful little feet, not daring to really let Hoshino Miru prove it. But she still spoke stubbornly: "See, you're a perverted foot fetishist, constantly staring at girls' feet!"
Before Hoshino Miru could speak, Kasugano Sora beside him seized the opportunity and grabbed Eriri's small body.
"Brother, quickly spank her bottom!"